Young Tommycat (almost eight months) likes two of my sweaters more than anything. He wants to sleep on them if I'm not wearing them, and wants to snuggle and lick them when I'm wearing them. His favourite thing to do is to lure me outside with piteous mews and ATTACK!, which consists of a hundredmileanhour dash at my leg, wrapping his front legs around my calf, and kicking my ankle with his hind feet, then running away so he can hide behind a clump of weeds and do it again.